After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 219 - Husband? I Am Truly Touched

“I refuse.”

Even under the oppressive aura of a Void God Realm cultivator, the silver-haired maiden stood her ground without a hint of retreat.

Her cold, indifferent gaze radiated unyielding pride and determination, unshaken by the overwhelming pressure.

This scene left many of the generals present stunned. They swallowed nervously, unable to understand the consequences of a Destined Heroine openly defying a first-rank Dragon General.

In the corner, Ye Qingchuan was equally captivated.

He found himself increasingly admiring this Destined Heroine—not just for her unparalleled beauty but for her unyielding spirit and the commanding aura in her words.

Clearly, An Luo Yi had seen through the flaws in this plan, which was why she refused. It seemed Lady Luo Yi was a clever woman—not easily fooled...

Ye Qingchuan silently marveled. As a covert agent of Dragon Dynasty, he had access to complex intelligence, allowing him to easily deduce the plan’s issues.

But An Luo Yi, merely a fourth-rank immortal officer, had reached conclusions similar to his own. That spoke volumes about her personal capabilities.

Ye Qingchuan admired intelligent women. They made him feel as though he had found a kindred spirit—someone he could connect with intellectually.

However...

Admiration didn’t mean Ye Qingchuan would step in to help An Luo Yi.

He had the Empress’s confidential mission to consider. Even if he wanted to speak up for her, he had to restrain himself and continue observing from the shadows.

“An Luo Yi, give me one good reason for refusing to participate.”

From the high platform, the middle-aged Dragon General coldly demanded.

The silver-haired maiden hesitated briefly before responding calmly:

“I’ve recently reached a critical point in my cultivation and need time for secluded training.”

On the surface, her explanation seemed justified.

But in truth, An Luo Yi wasn’t skilled at lying or crafting excuses.

As a Destined Heroine with an inherently proud nature, she had always been straightforward—pursuing what she wanted with determination and rejecting what she didn’t without hesitation.

Now, being forced to fabricate an excuse to evade military orders put her in an uncomfortable position.

“An Luo Yi, if I recall correctly, you’ve already spent a month in seclusion at Muyun City since your last battle with the Blood Moon Witch... Do you think being assigned as an immortal officer at the frontier is so leisurely? Do you think Her Majesty sent you here just to sit in the city and train all day?”

The middle-aged Dragon General’s voice was harsh and unyielding.

On the floor below, An Luo Yi’s expression grew visibly strained.

In the past, if she refused something, she would simply turn and leave without further discussion...

But here at the northern frontier—in a military camp—she couldn’t act so willfully.

“If I’m not mistaken,” the Dragon General continued, “during the Zongshan Plains campaign, you also disobeyed orders—causing us to lose the initiative and indirectly leading to countless immortal officers and generals being slaughtered by the Blood Moon Witch...”

“An Luo Yi, do you truly believe that being a Destined Heroine entitles you to special treatment in Dragon Dynasty?”

“An Luo Yi, let me make this clear: if you continue defying orders—if you insist on being a troublemaker—then leave the northern frontier and return to your master in Dragon Dynasty. We don’t need a deserter who refuses to fight!”

Slamming his hand on the table,

The middle-aged Dragon General’s sharp gaze bore down on her, treating her as though she were already a deserter.

Meanwhile,

Many of the other generals and officers cast disdainful glances at An Luo Yi. In any military setting, deserters were universally despised.

Clearly,

While others were eager to seize this golden opportunity for battle,

The Destined Heroine An Luo Yi alone refused to participate.

Surely being a Destined Heroine didn’t exempt her from fighting while others risked their lives?

Such behavior was unacceptable.

At that moment,

Standing in the center of the hall,

An Luo Yi clenched her fists beneath her golden dragon robe, biting her lip as she wrestled with hesitation and inner turmoil.

She wasn’t foolish—she understood why she needed to refuse. But given the current situation, how could she maintain her pride?

More importantly,

The Dragon General had just stated that if she disobeyed orders, she would be labeled a deserter and sent back to Dragon Dynasty...

If that happened,

The label of “deserter” would give ministers like Li Nanshan more ammunition against her—leading to further impeachment and targeting.

In Dragon Dynasty’s heartland,

There would be no Spirit Phoenix Sect to shield her. If the Empress decided to punish her, not even He Ange could protect her!

Moreover,

An Luo Yi had come to the northern frontier specifically to search for He Ange.

Now that she had finally reunited with him,

Would she be forced to return to Dragon Dynasty because of this military order—separating them once again?

After much contemplation,

An Luo Yi realized she had no choice but to comply.

For the first time,

She felt utterly powerless against fate—as though someone had already orchestrated her future and held her destiny in their hands. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Thankfully,

He Ange had intervened multiple times to protect her—shielding her from harm.

Thanks to his warnings,

An Luo Yi now saw Dragon Dynasty’s true nature. She knew there were many within its ranks who wished her harm.

But knowing there was a conspiracy didn’t mean she could do anything about it.

For the first time,

An Luo Yi felt weak and helpless.

If it were He Ange,

He would undoubtedly have some clever strategy to escape this predicament. If He Ange were by her side now, he would surely step forward to help her out of this situation...

After all,

Whenever An Luo Yi faced adversity growing up,

He Ange was always there—helping her navigate challenges with tact and diplomacy.

During her younger years,

She often found He Ange’s interventions annoying—wondering why he always stopped her from acting impulsively. Why not let her solve problems with her sword?

But now,

Having entered Dragon Dynasty’s strict military system,

An Luo Yi finally understood that not everything could be resolved through brute force.

There were always greater powers beyond one’s reach...

Even as a prodigious Destined Heroine among her peers,

She was still just one individual within Dragon Dynasty—a realm filled with countless Void Refinement and Void God Realm cultivators far beyond her level.

How could she possibly challenge such figures openly?

Faced with those who could crush her with a single blow,

What right did she have to act arrogantly?

In the past,

She relied on the Empress’s favor—using her position within Dragon Dynasty as leverage. During that time,

She thought she had seen it all—believing He Ange was insignificant compared to her newfound status. She thought she could use her position to protect him...

But now?

Even the True Dragon Empress secretly aided corrupt ministers in framing her. In this vast empire,

Who could she trust?

In the end,

It was “weak” He Ange who protected this “incompetent” Destined Heroine.

Realizing this brought An Luo Yi some comfort.

Yes—

She had no choice in this matter. Accepting the order might lead to betrayal—but refusing it would only result in harsher consequences!

Even if it meant staying at the northern frontier just to see He Ange again,

She had to accept this military order.

“I accept...”

Her voice was resigned—her once-proud demeanor subdued by authority. Though she felt deeply wronged and unwilling,

An Luo Yi was no longer the reckless girl she once was. She now had someone she loved—someone she cared for deeply. She couldn’t afford to act impulsively anymore.

If she continued being reckless,

She would lose everything!

If something happened to her again within Dragon Dynasty,

It would undoubtedly drag He Ange down with her.

These thoughts finally broke the pride of the Destined Heroine.

Indeed—

The Saint Void Sword Art was right: mastering the sword required mastering one’s heart. A chaotic heart led to an unstable blade.

Love was always a sword cultivator’s greatest weakness.

If not for having someone dear in her heart,

An Luo Yi might have drawn her sword by now—unconcerned with consequences or authority. She wouldn’t care if it meant death—as long as she could fight back against oppression.

“Ange...”

“I miss you...”

Thinking about how she’d been wronged today in the Dragon General’s hall brought tears to An Luo Yi’s eyes. She longed to see He Ange—to confide in him about how those in power bullied her—and tell him that she endured it all for his sake.

A proud Destined Heroine—reduced to such humiliation...

Her gaze fell—her beautiful eyes filled with sorrow.

After accepting the military order,

She said nothing more—leaving silently after the meeting concluded.

Watching the silver-haired maiden leave,

Ye Qingchuan raised an eyebrow—smirking coldly.

Wasn’t this his chance to win favor with the Destined Heroine?

“Her Majesty is truly wise! She foresaw Lady Luo Yi being mistreated at the northern frontier—and sent me here to protect her. Entrusting me with saving Lady Luo Yi must be part of Her Majesty’s plan to bring us together!”

Clenching his fists secretly,

Ye Qingchuan envisioned his bright future!

...

...

When An Luo Yi returned to Muyun City,

Night had already fallen.

By the pond behind her pavilion,

The maiden sat alone on a swing—basking in moonlight as she gazed at the night sky.

Tonight,

Her mood was somber. The thought of being sent to the eastern front filled her with unease. She didn’t know what new schemes awaited her there—but staying within Dragon Dynasty had completely eroded any sense of security she once felt...

In moments of frustration,

She fantasized about leaving Dragon Dynasty with He Ange—but upon calming down,

She dismissed such thoughts as childish whims—unrealistic fantasies that could never come true.

“But he said he’d marry me...”

“He wouldn’t joke about that...”

Biting her lip gently,

The silver-haired maiden felt a mix of anxiety and longing.

Unbeknownst to her—

A young man in moon-white robes emerged from behind a willow tree near the swing—

“So this is how much Lady Luo Yi thinks about me every day?”

“As your husband—I’m truly touched.”

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